My sign-in life in Douluo

Chapter 54 Big Dream Sword, the happiness of the rich

The blue wings, with a touch of gold against the backdrop of the setting sun, look even more sacred.

Jiang Siming stretched out his finger, and the golden-blue butterfly slowly landed on Jiang Siming's finger.

"I didn't know that Zhou Zhiming was Hu Dieyu, and Hu Dieyu was Zhou Yu." Jiang Siming couldn't help but murmured.

Jiang Siming looked at the butterfly calmly in his heart, as if he was fascinated by it.

The Zhenxian Sword was unconsciously released from behind, not from the hand.Wandering around Jiang Siming.

If anyone sees it at this time, they will find that Jiang Siming has a very strange aura around him, which is mysterious and mysterious.

Am I a butterfly, or is the butterfly me?

Jiang Siming shook his fingers slightly, and the butterfly flew up again.Jiang Siming's finger lightly traced a faint sword energy towards the butterfly.

When the sword energy touched the flying butterfly, it did not split into two as imagined.For a few seconds, the flying butterfly seemed to lose consciousness, falling vertically to the ground, then woke up in time and flew away in a hurry.

"Life is like a dream!" Jiang Siming said with emotion.

At that moment, Jiang Siming finally understood the true meaning of the Fairy Sword. Was it trapped in reality or presented in a dream?Who can tell clearly?

"Let's call you Big Dream Sword!" Jiang Siming said lightly.

Jiang Siming's understanding of the Great Dream Sword can only be regarded as preliminary.Letting a butterfly fall into dreamland for a few seconds is already the limit.

The Four Swords of Zhu Xian bring four different abilities to Jiang Siming, each of which is extremely powerful.

The Immortal Sword represents the ultimate attack power, while the Immortal Killing Sword represents the power of killing and endless killing intent.Trapping the Immortal Sword is another big dream.The Zhuxian Sword is also a tyrannical force that makes those who obey me prosper and those who go against me, perish.

"It's just a big dream that has come to nothing, let alone a solitary shadow that shocked the world!" Jiang Siming smiled faintly.

Cultivation not only tests the appearance of the sky, but also pays more attention to the practitioner's state of mind.The test of the Fallen Immortal Sword has brought Jiang Siming's state of mind to an unfathomable height in advance.

Night falls in the mirror world.

"Damn it! Even if your fighting mindset is the same as mine. Well, then I'll do something different with you!" Jiang Siming thought to himself.

The two Jiang Siming thrust out their swords one after another. The Evil God Hook suddenly appeared behind Jiang Siming and turned into a long Evil God thorn, attacking the counterfeit Jiang Siming's crotch insidiously.

The fake Jiang Siming was only dazed for a moment, then resolutely refused to resist and rushed straight towards Jiang Siming.

The two of them died together in the end, but the fake Jiang Siming had less flesh than the real Jiang Siming.

In the early morning, Jiang Siming broke away from the mirror world.

"Didn't avoid it? Could it be that this is also the case in my mind?" Jiang Siming couldn't help but shook his head.The crotch was subconsciously tightened.

"Dong dong dong! Brother Siming, are you awake?" Tang San's voice came from outside the door.

Jiang Siming stood up and opened the door.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Siming asked.

"Uncle Ning asked someone to invite you and me to gather at Qingya Pavilion at noon." Tang San said.

Jiang Siming can also understand Ning Fengzhi's anxiety. After all, this is a major matter for the sect, and now that he has a clue, he naturally wants to control it.

After Tang San left, Jiang Siming simply washed up.Found Zhao Wuji again.

"Say, Si Ming, you haven't come to see me for a long time, why do you suddenly think of me again?" Zhao Wuji said with some amusement.After all, from an emotional perspective, the relationship between Zhao Wuji and Jiang Siming can be considered very strong.

"I'm not here to see you anymore. Let's start our daily morning exercises!" Jiang Siming spread his hands and said with a smile.He didn't expect Zhao Wuji's mood.

"I'm just a tool without feelings. I have to beat you up today." Zhao Wuji clenched his fists and said unhappily.

"Come on! Let me see what your current level is?" Then he immediately released the powerful Vajra spirit.

Jiang Siming also became serious and released the Immortal Trap Sword. A mysterious and mysterious aura spread around Jiang Siming.

"You've never seen this sword used before, so what kind of strange ability does it have?" Zhao Wuji said doubtfully, unable to see through Jiang Siming's aura.

"Teacher Zhao, won't you know if you give it a try?" Jiang Siming didn't say much.

"Big Dream Sword, the first sword. Enter the dream!" Jiang Siming shouted softly and swung the sword.

Zhao Wuji assumed a defensive posture and activated his third soul skill.A golden defensive wall appeared around him.

The white sword energy directly passed through Zhao Wuji's defense and instantly hit Zhao Wuji's eyebrows.

Zhao Wuji's defenses quickly collapsed, and his martial spirit suddenly disappeared.But it only took a moment for him to regain his condition again, but he looked a little confused.

"Boy Jiang, what kind of soul skill are you doing? Why did I feel like I was in a dream just now?" Zhao Wuji couldn't believe that since he unconsciously put away all his defenses during the battle, this would definitely be fatal in a battle. of.

"Teacher Zhao, this has just begun." Jiang Siming did not answer in a hurry.

The two sides went back and forth, and Jiang Siming gradually fell into a disadvantage.After all, the ability of the Immortal Trap Sword does not lie in attacking.And Jiang Siming has not yet understood the ultimate level of Dameng Sword Technique. The ability of the third sword alone is not enough to defeat Zhao Wuji even if he is not fighting with all his strength.

The title Fudo Myōō is not for nothing.In fact, even an ordinary level 80 Soul Douluo may not be able to defeat this Soul Saint with both offense and defense.

"Boy Jiang, you lose!" Zhao Wuji punched out, heading towards Jiang Siming's face with tyrannical power.

Jiang Siming resisted with a horizontal sword.However, he was forced to retreat for several ten meters by this terrible aftershock before he could stand still, and his body felt a surge of energy and blood.

"Teacher Zhao, you are indeed stronger!" Jiang Siming put away the Immortal Trap Sword and said flatteringly.

"Pull him down! I don't know how much your kid weighs. I never thought I was old before, but now it seems that I really can't compare to you young people!" Zhao Wuji couldn't help but sigh.

Near noon.

"Brother Siming, is this Qingyaxuan? Why is there no one there? There isn't even a dining table, it doesn't look like a place to eat at all!" Tang San was a little confused, feeling that he must have come to the wrong place.After all, the environment here can be said to exist as a special scenic spot.

But there are three big golden characters above the head, Qingyaxuan.There is indeed nothing wrong with that.

"Mistress! Do you think those rich people are happy?" Jiang Siming answered the question with a serious face.

"Well! Aren't you happy?" Tang San didn't know why Jiang Siming asked this.

"No, you are wrong. We cannot experience the happiness of the rich at all." Jiang Siming said angrily.

Tang San had a look of disbelief on his face, this was what Jiang Siming finally said.

Jiang Siming is so angry. Whether in his previous life or in his reincarnations, Jiang Siming most of the time acted as a poor college student living a difficult life.

"Xiao San, everything must be lost. Although the rich have gained happiness, they have also lost something." Jiang Siming looked at Tang San again and said.

"Well, Brother Siming, I know what you are going to say. I will never be blinded by material things and maintain a pure heart of cultivation. I will become a strong man as soon as possible!" Tang San seemed to understand Jiang Siming with the meaning of the words.

"No, you don't understand! What I want to say is that not only do they have money, but they also have lost their worries. So bullets and hidden weapons must be sold to you! Understand?" Jiang Siming hated Tie Bucheng and grabbed Tang San's hand. He said with shaking shoulders.

Tang San was completely stupid this time.